[ reinhardtzar towers like a building, a brickhouse in the flesh. he sees him from afar; he isn't a blatant target, the dark colors muting him amidst the fray, but he can see an attempt at signaling and distracting the enemy like any other.
he's bait too, after all.
reinhardtzar charges, clasping his shoulder — only to yank him back and evade a spray of fire entirely. ]
the rage
he's bait too, after all.
reinhardtzar charges, clasping his shoulder — only to yank him back and evade a spray of fire entirely. ]
Dying now won't do us any favors.